Night Stalker
08-14-2013, 02:10 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-14-2013, 02:12 AM by Isardis.)
The beast was an image of oddity as he strode the emerald landscape that encased his mottled form, intermingling russets and blistering pallid establishing a depiction of no less than notable rarity, a sight of curiosity as The King would saunter his season-shifting kingdom. Defensiveness would be somewhat evident within his expressions, though still the albino ghoul would sway with undeniable elegance, guiding his brawly chassis to the potentially unwelcomed company of what threatened to be a trespasser. Isardis would withhold no self-restraint towards those that dared challenge the borders of his realm, though still a hopefulness would twinkle faintly behind his ruby gaze; swirling with a potentially sinister intention as the pallid male would roll over his thoughts. Perhaps this fashioned male could be of use to him? Wry smirk would crease the corners of cherry lips as the man would waltz, threatening to cease, though continuing about the motionless form of his visitor; perhaps acting upon endless circulations of warning. ?What brings such a strapping titan to my borders, hm?? a weak chuckle would revibrate from shuddering jaws, ?I do so hope you come with innocent purpose, I don?t fancy a brawl with one of such? stature.? Though lyrics would fall sarcastic, dripping from cherry lips with daring falseness. |